Chapter 433: Shaking the Ages

Chapter 433: Earth-Shattering and Unprecedented

On Longmu Island, winds raged and rain lashed.

Every martial artist who witnessed this battle gaped upward in shock.

Su Mo's sword did not merely strike the Lord of Longmu Island—it also struck fear into the hearts of the many martial arts masters present.

A cold dread seized them; with just a slight focus, it felt as though a blade's gleam would cut them down, ending their lives in an instant!

What the hell was this swordsmanship?

How was this kind of sword even possible?

As a thunderclap exploded in the sky, lightning tore across the sky, revealing two figures in stark clarity before everyone's eyes.

The blade had pierced through the skull—the Lord of Longmu Island… was dead!!

With a casual flick of his wrist, Su Mo let the corpse of the Lord of Longmu Island drop to the ground.

He then shook the Dragon Roar Sword, its tip pointing diagonally, and with an ear-splitting boom—

It was as if the sky cracked and the earth ruptured!!

The entire Longmu Island shook violently.

The martial artists from the Southern Sea who were present froze in terror.

"D-did his sword energy just... destroy the island?"

"This is insane! How could such a martial arts master exist in this world?"

"A Heavenly being! He must be a Heavenly being!!!"

"Slaying the villain with one strike, wiping out the cursed island—how utterly extraordinary!"

Amidst the shaking ground, the crowd erupted in panicked whispers.

They thought to themselves—just how terrifyingly strong was Su Mo?

Killing the Lord of Longmu Island with a single sword strike was one thing, but even the island itself couldn't withstand the sheer force of his strike, its very foundation shattered by his strike?

Not only were the martial artists of the Southern Sea stunned, even Yang Xiaoyun and Wei Ziyi shot each other stunned looks.

They were well aware of Su Mo's insane combat skills.

But when had he reached such heights?

Slaying the Lord of Longmu Island with one sword was expected.

But destroying an entire island with a single strike? That was downright mythical!

Then, they saw Su Mo casually raise his hand—the Dragon Roar Sword flew out, arced through the air, and with a sharp shing, returned to its sheath.

Another sharp click followed as the sword case closed on its own.

Immediately after, Su Mo grabbed the corpse of the Lord of Longmu Island and the Celestial Stele in his hand, turning to flee:

"This island is coming apart! Everyone, get out NOW!!"

Shock rippled through the crowd—"!!!!"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Obviously something was off!

Didn't you just wreck the island with one slash?

Why the shocked face now?

If you didn’t want to annihilate the island, you should've pulled your punches.

However, Su Mo’s words knocked him off his godly pedestal and brought him back to the mortal realm.

If even he had to book it out of there, how could the rest just wait around to die?

Immediately, everyone let out a collective yell and turned to run.

By now, the island was coming apart faster now. The heavens were collapsing, the earth split apart, and mountains shook violently.

By the time they reached Dragonwood City from the back mountain, they found the ground already cracked, buildings tumbling into gaping cracks, and seawater surging up from below as if to purge the island.

At this point, not a single word was spoken—all mustered their strength, using their lightness skills to flee desperately.

Those with weaker lightness skills or severe injuries were being helped along by others.

Having survived death together, none would abandon their comrades who had been through hell together.

While passing the city square, Su Mo recognized a familiar face—

Sick Prince!

Somehow, he had struggled out of the chest in his room and was now lurching around in a daze.

Seeing this, Su Mo scooped him up without a second thought.

They continued their mad dash for survival and soon reached the island’s edge.

Su Mo’s large ship was tied up along the cliffside, while others were frantically hunting for any vessel.

But where were they gonna find any in such a short time?

Even Su Mo was stumped:

"What should we do now?"

Everyone shot him incredulous looks.

If you didn’t know what to do, why did you destroy the island in the first place?

For a moment, the crowd were boiling mad but kept quiet.

Then, Zhou Wenjing suddenly piped up:

"Everyone, I know where there are boats! Follow me."

"Miss Zhou?" Su Mo blinked in surprise.

Zhou Wenjing quickly said:

"Lord of Longmu Island has always been oriented toward the South Sea's martial world, so he has been constantly building vessels."

"It seems that if they had truly achieved their goal this time, they planned to lead the people of Longmu Island to officially make their move into the South Sea."

"So naturally, there would be no lack of vessels."

"During our exploration of the island these past two days, we also discovered where the vessels are docked. I'll lead everyone there. Chief Escort Su, you should board first."

"Good."

Su Mo was overjoyed upon hearing this: "If there are too many people and not enough vessels, you can temporarily take shelter aboard my vessel."

Only then did everyone feel relieved and immediately followed Zhou Wenjing to search for the vessels.

Meanwhile, Su Mo led Yang Xiaoyun and the others onto the large vessel of the Ziyang Security Bureau.

On board, Song Yuanlong and the rest had long been climbing the walls with anxiety.

They had noticed something amiss as soon as the island began to change.

However, their orders were to stay on the large vessel tonight to stand ready for backup.

Thus, no matter how worried they were, they could only wait quietly.

If they panicked now and Su Mo and the others returned, they wouldn’t be able to leave immediately, which would truly waste time.

Fortunately, Su Mo and the others returned in time, and Song Yuanlong finally relaxed.

"Tonight’s wind is fierce and the rain is heavy. According to the people of Longmu Island, this is the prime time to make our exit."

As soon as Su Mo stepped onto the large vessel, he immediately said to Song Yuanlong:

"Captain Song, tell the crew to give it all you've got. It’s time to put our lives on the line again."

Song Yuanlong laughed heartily:

"Chief Escort Su, what are you saying? We live by the code of the martial world—when aren't we fighting to survive?"

"Everyone, hoist the sails!!"

The wind and rain were too strong tonight, so hoisting the sails couldn’t be done recklessly. Otherwise, if the wind got out of control, the vessel could be destroyed and lives lost.

But Song Yuanlong was a seasoned veteran. He issued commands one after another in an orderly manner, and the large vessel made swift departure from shore.

Waves rolled, propelling the vessel astern.

At this moment, several large vessels appeared in Su Mo’s field of vision.

They were Zhou Wenjing and a group of seasoned martial artists.

The vessels gathered here, and looking back from the deck, they saw Longmu Island breaking apart.

The entire island was sinking at an alarming rate—by now, half the island was already underwater.

For a moment, the martial artists present stood dumbfounded.

"Hell's bells," he cursed, "even a single vessel usually takes time to go down."

"Today, an entire island disappeared so suddenly?"

"Could this truly be Su Mo's doing? How could mortal strength achieve such a feat?"

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence. There must be some hidden device on the island."

Just moments ago, Su Mo lowered his sword at an angle, and in an instant, the sky shattered and the earth quaked.

The timing was so perfect that almost none of the martial artists present had time to think—they immediately assumed it must have been Su Mo's doing.

Now, as they fled, watching Su Mo escape alongside them, reason gradually returned. The idea that a single sword strike could destroy a demonic island seemed far too legendary.

"Truth be told, Chief Escort Su's martial arts are indeed formidable—in a league of his own.

But... destroying an island? That must have been sheer coincidence."

"Exactly! Lord of Longmu Island had been plotting God knows what, but he surely had the resolve to drag everyone to hell with him.

Now that he's dead, he must have set off some final trap—meaning to wipe us all out."

"Enough talk. Let’s ride this storm out and leave!

We owe our survival this time entirely to Hero Su. How could we possibly repay him?"

Amid the chatter, they all turned their gazes toward the large ship of Ziyang Escort and shouted:

"Hero Su, shall we go?"

Su Mo blinked in surprise—why wouldn't they leave, what were they waiting for?

But since the question had been asked, he couldn’t ignore it. He boomed in response:

"Let’s go!"

"Good! We’ll... we’ll follow the Ziyang Escort's banner!"

The speaker had initially intended to say they’d follow Su Mo’s lead, but felt it disrespectful to address him so casually.

Looking up, he saw the words "Ziyang Escort" emblazoned on the main sail of Su Mo’s ship and had a sudden thought, shouting it out instead.

"That’s right! We’ll follow the Ziyang Escort's banner!"

"Homeward with Hero Su!"

"..."

Su Mo was momentarily speechless. Following him home? He'd go broke feeding this crowd.

But he didn't argue, just forged ahead with his ship, leading the battle-hardened survivors of the Southern Seas clear of Longmu Island.

Just then, a thunderous blast shook the air.

As the crowd turned their heads, they saw towering waves rearing up as the island sank.

The colossal waves came crashing down with terrifying force toward the numerous ships.

For a moment, everyone’s faces turned pale.

Some even closed their eyes, bracing for death.

Human power has its bounds.

Apart from Su Mo and his companions, everyone present was a skilled martial arts master native to the South Sea.

Once the ocean’s fury is unleashed, no matter how formidable one’s martial arts may be, they’re nothing against nature’s wrath.

If those waves hit, it would inevitably mean the destruction of their ships and their deaths.

But now, even with all their strength, how could they fight back against waves like that?

Just as hope seemed lost, a figure flashed through the air, walking on air.

Squinting—wasn’t that Su Mo?

But… faced with such monstrous waves, what could Su Mo even do?

As this thought flickered through their minds, they saw Su Mo step upon the empty air, he suddenly pressed his hands downward.

The towering waves, charged with the raw force of nature, momentarily froze.

Yet even Su Mo’s figure was forced to retreat backward.

He steadied himself midair as if standing on solid ground, after several steps.

Then, with a push of his hands, his icy voice rang out:

“Back!!”

The moment his words fell, the colossal waves obeyed.

The whole wave reversed in a flash, leaving the world in sudden stillness!

All that remained were the stunned martial arts masters of the South Sea, utterly speechless.

For a moment, their minds went blank.

How could someone this powerful even exist?

Cutting down the Lord of Longmu Island with one stroke, holding back tidal waves with his bare hands—

Wasn’t this power beyond anything in history?

As the waves subsided and they narrowly escaped death once more, relief mixed with shock as they exchanged glances.

Earlier, they’d argued back and forth, convinced that Su Mo couldn’t have wiped out Longmu Island in one slash—after all, it sounded too fantastical.

But what had just unfolded before their eyes was undeniably real.

Waves this massive wouldn't just doom them; even if the heads of the three great factions of the Southern Sea were present, they'd likely be done for too.

Yet Su Mo flattened them with one push!

With such power to rewrite the rules of nature and turn the impossible into reality, what could this man not accomplish?

Su Mo had no idea what others were thinking.

This seemingly impossible feat was actually achieved through his mastery of the Flowing Water Force.

Yet even with his unparalleled control over water, calming such a massive wave left Su Mo's energy roiling inside him.

Just as he was about to return to the Ziyang Escort's junk, he suddenly spotted figures drifting on the water, carried by the waves.

His vision was extraordinary, and with just a glance, he recognized the identities of these two figures. Immediately, he blurred into motion as he landed upon the water's surface.

"Oh no! He's down!"

"The hero's spent! Quick, quick, save him!"

Those on nearby junks, unaware of the truth, saw only that Su Mo had calmed the colossal wave before falling into the water. They assumed he had overexerted himself in saving everyone, leaving him too weak to maintain his Qinggong.

Several of them immediately dove overboard to rescue Su Mo.

Yet before they could reach him, Su Mo skimmed the waves with one foot, snatched up both bodies, and leaped back onto the Ziyang Escort's junk.

"Ah—he wasn't exhausted, he was saving someone!"

Everyone sighed in relief.

They couldn't help but praise, "Hero Su's heroism reaches the clouds! After burning through so much energy to calm the waves, he still sought to save lives in this critical moment. Truly big-hearted and sets the standard for what every warrior should aspire to be!"

"Indeed! I've never admired anyone in my life, but I truly admire Hero Su!"

"Speaking of which, why have we never heard of Hero Su before? With such incredible skill, isn't he the top fighter in the Southern Sea?"

"Shh! Don't give Hero Su such a reputation and invite unnecessary enemies. We've all been saved by him multiple times—how could we bring trouble upon him?"

"Well said, well said!"

The crowd buzzed with chatter.

Meanwhile, those who had jumped into the water bellowed angrily:

"Quit gawking and haul us in!"

The junk hadn't stopped, and after failing to rescue anyone, they were now flailing after the ship.

Only then did those on the junk remember them, leading to another mad dash before they were finally hauled aboard.

Leaving aside the commotion on the other junks, Su Mo had already landed on the Ziyang Escort's junk and dumped the two figures unceremoniously onto the deck.

Yang Xiaoyun hurried to his side:

"Are you hurt, husband?"

"I'm fine."

Su Mo waved his hand: "That giant wave was terrifying, sure, but my deep internal strength just shook up my qi and blood a bit, and it has already settled."

Wei Ziyi had been holding her breath too, and hearing this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him:

"Seriously, now? Can’t you lay off the bragging?

"Get Little Situ to check you out immediately to see if there are any hidden injuries.

"That wave was no joke—don’t brush it off."

Little Situ also nodded eagerly: "Yes, Eldest Brother Su, let me take your pulse."

With everyone chiming in, even though Su Mo possessed unparalleled martial arts, he had to give in, letting Little Situ check his pulse. But his eyes stayed locked on the two figures lying on the deck.

The others, noticing his odd expression, followed his line of sight.

They froze, stunned: "Lanternbearing Elder?"

Sprawled out unconscious on the deck were two people—one dressed as the Lanternbearing Elder, the other a woman, but gaunt and shriveled.

Su Mo chuckled: "Watch this trick."

With that, he crouched beside the 'Lanternbearing Elder,' reached out, and yanked off a face mask with a swift motion.

"Shi Cheng!?"

Yang Xiaoyun and the others naturally knew this guy well.

But they couldn’t understand why he was disguised as the Lanternbearing Elder.

They all turned back to Su Mo, baffled.

Just as Su Mo was about to speak, the ship suddenly lurched hard.

Song Yuanlong shouted loudly:

"Everyone, hold on tight—we’re in the undercurrent!"

Looking around, they saw the ship plunging forward uncontrollably.

The scene was identical to their previous approach to Dragonwood Island.

By now, everyone was old hands at this. Those with weaker martial arts secured themselves firmly, while the stronger ones planted themselves like boulders.

Of course, there were exceptions like Zhen Xiaoxiao, whose sheer size kept her rooted with just a casual sit.

The first time they rode such waves, it scared us stiff; now, it was a thrill.

Not only Su Mo and his group, but even the martial arts masters on the ships behind them belted out triumphant shouts, channeling their internal strength, riding the wind and waves, reveling in the vastness of the sea and sky.

But the excitement didn’t last. Song Yuanlong’s expression suddenly changed:

"Boss, look!"

He pointed into the distance where the sea met the sky—huge stone pillars rose on the horizon.

The underwater currents converged from all directions, all converging here.

Ultimately propelling the large ship through wind and waves to escape this place.

Yet at this very moment, a life-or-death crisis emerged.

The surging currents, combined with the torrential rain from the sky and the raging winds over the sea, unleashed their fury, creating a towering waterspout soaring into the heavens.

On the sea's surface, several massive whirlpools loomed ominously.

At this moment, the ship hurtled forward uncontrollably, and if it plunged into them, it would either be torn apart by the winds in the waterspout or swallowed by the whirlpools, sent to the depths.

Even Song Yuanlong, a grizzled seadog, felt his knees buckle at the sight, seeing no way out—only certain doom!

Su Mo frowned deeply but suddenly smiled:

"Captain Song, faced with life and death, you willing to bet your life?"

"Huh?"

Song Yuanlong was stunned, then burst into laughter: "Just give the order, Boss Su!"

"Good!"

Su Mo took a deep breath: "Full sails! Now! We... charge through!!"

Song Yuanlong's pupils shrank abruptly. After a moment of sinking dread, he didn't hesitate, waving for his crew to unfurl every scrap of canvas.

In an instant, the gale-force winds caught the sails, filling them to their fullest.

The ship's speed surged with a whoosh, shooting forward like a cannonball and plunging straight into the maelstrom.

Meanwhile, others witnessed the desperate situation.

Just as despair threatened to take hold, they saw Su Mo's ship, emblazoned with the words "Ziyang Escort Agency," streaking forward like a javelin.

"Su the Hero, no!"

"Think this through!!"

Cries of alarm rose from the crowd. But at that very moment, as the winds howled, the ship—like an arrow loosed from its bow—seemed to be lifted by the waves, abruptly tilting upward and breaking the very surface of the sea.

"...It's... flying!?!"